Thursday, August 4th, 2016
As mentioned, we have broken into night-time walking. En route to our starting point, an officer stopped us. Apparently, Mandala (the driver) went 20 miles over the normal speed through town. Well, it was hard to notice there was a town. It was tiny.
The officer went through the usual procedure, asking for papers and license. Mandala complied and as he was handing over documents, despite the darkness, the officer noticed the passenger. Up until now it looked like a $240 fine was coming Mandala’s way.
“Oh, are you the Walking Monk?” the officer asked. “They told us you were coming this way.”
Now, I would have to admit, the officer, from the beginning, was one of those stern and cold types. Meeting someone different, however, seemed to lighten him up a bit.
Mandala and I were both relieved that, in the end, no fine was due us. Just waving!
Taking to the bike trail, in the dark, after the trail-end of a tornado storm whipped through the area, was rather exhilarating. I was surprised to walk head-on into a massive spider web with its web-designer crawling all over my neck. Remember, it was pretty dark, but that was the worst of it.
I came to one conclusion about self-analysis. There’s more darkness inside of us than what is outside. I began to chant at that point, hoping to turn myself inside out.
May the Source be with you!